4miDDle - Blow At High Dough Lyrics

They shot a movie once, in my hometown
Everybody was in it, from miles around
Out at the speedway, some kind of Elvis thing
Well I ain't no movie star, but I can get behind anything
Yeah I can get behind anything


Get it out, get it all out, yeah stretch that thing
Make it last, make it last, at least 'till the supper bell rings
Well the taxi driver liked his rhythm, never liked the stops
Throes of passion, throes of passion, then somethin' just threw him off


Well sometimes, the faster it gets, the less you need to know
But you gotta remember the smarter it gets, the further it's gonna go
When you blow at high dough, when you blow at high dough


Whooo!, Baby, I feel fine, I'm pretty sure it's genuine
It makes no sense no it makes no sense, but I'll take it free any time
Mmm, whoever fits her usually gets her, it was the strangest thing
How'd she move so fast, move so fast, into that weddin' ring?


Well sometimes, the faster it gets, the less you need to know
But you gotta remember the smarter it gets, the further it's gonna go
When you blow at high dough, when you blow at high dough


Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing
Well I can't catch her, but I can get behind anything
Yeah I can get behind anything, Ahhh!
Well I can get behind anything


Well sometimes, the faster it gets, the less you need to know
But you gotta remember the smarter it gets, the further it's gonna go
When you blow at high dough, when you blow at high dough
Yeah, blow at high dough, Mmm, blow at high dough
Ah blow ... Ah, Ah Ah Ah Ah, Ho ... Mmm, Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm, Mmm